things are left
unsaid
i haven’t made
any progress
no poem
nothing to see
i feel empty ,
disconnected,
scattered .
yet i still
want to live
i want to know
how things will
turn around
so much
more than ever
more than ever.
t.l.
things are left
unsaid
i haven’t made
any progress
no poem
nothing to see
i feel empty ,
disconnected,
scattered .
yet i still
want to live
i want to know
how things will
turn around
so much
more than ever
more than ever.
t.l.